"What a big breath!"

The tailor and the pastry chef looked at each other and couldn't help but snort.

Both of them are good hands in the rivers and lakes, and their kung fu is perfect, and they have practiced to the extreme of foreign kung fu, if they are not tired of fighting in the rivers and lakes, they will not be incognito and live in seclusion here.

Now, not only the gangsters came to make trouble, but even a little doll who didn't have any hair dared to challenge the two of them.

Is it true that the tiger is not powerful, when we are sick cats?

"I'll come first!"

The tailor roared angrily, and his voice was like thunder.

"Boy, don't say I won't give you a chance, you can choose a weapon too!"

"No!"

Ah Xing put on a posture, his fists were rushing, and he said calmly: "Wing Chun, Ah Xing!"

"I heard that there is a Wing Chun master named Ip Man in Foshan, I don't know how good you are!"

The battle between the rivers and lakes, since it has begun, there are no good words, everything has to be spoken by fists.

The tailor's Hong family iron fist was practiced to the point of strength, and every muscle in his body was trembling during the dragon and tiger steps, and the iron ring at the wrist was sonorous! He slammed his fists as if he were moving two iron hammers, which could be smashed even if they were stones.

Ah Xing didn't dare to underestimate it, however, he practiced more than a dozen kinds of martial arts, and the realm of each one was similar to the realm of the other party's cultivation of Hongquan.

In addition, the system scanned Hong Quan just now, and Ah Xing already knew the opponent's weakness.

The so-called, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, will not be defeated in a hundred battles.

It is precisely because of this that Ah Xing dares to hold it so big.

He moved quickly under his feet, moved out directly, dodged the opponent's fist, and at the same time, squeezed into the opponent's chest. Let the opponent's long fist hoop have no room to play.

Just like a long weapon and a short weapon, one inch is long and one inch is strong, but when the short weapon is close to the body, it is the most deadly moment.

Sure enough, Ah Sing took advantage of Wing Chun's short bridge strength, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, as fast as lightning, and stabbed the opponent in the armpit.

That's right, it's a thorn!

Fast and ruthless, the strength is like a javelin, penetrating through the body.

The tailor's face turned pale suddenly, one arm was almost paralyzed, and he took a few steps back.

"Good kung fu! I didn't expect Wing Chun to be so powerful!" the tailor twisted his arm and quickly recovered. They are like those who run the rivers and lakes, and their foreign kung fu muscles and bones are strong, as long as they are not broken, they will be fine.

"Take!"

Ah Xing arched his hand, but he looked like a martial arts master. He also knew that he was clever, if he hadn't scanned the Hong family's iron fist and knew the flaws of the other party, it would be impossible to easily defeat the other party.

"Boy, choose a weapon!" the pastry master stepped forward, holding a long stick with mottled flour on it, which was indeed his rolling pin.

Ah Xing didn't hold it up this time, a master with a stick like the other party, when he danced, it was absolutely impossible for water to splash in, and if he didn't have a weapon in his hand, he couldn't get close at all.

He was beside him, and he also found a long stick. Nodding his head, he said:

"Coincidentally, Wing Chun six-and-a-half stick and your Wulang gossip stick have a try!"

The two come and go, and the fight is not lively.

In the venue, smoke and dust were everywhere, and in the blink of an eye, there were almost no human figures, only the afterimages left by the long sticks and the sound of breaking the sky.

Stick and marksmanship are different, there are fewer killing moves, and it is more labor-intensive than fighting, and it is difficult to defeat the opponent without absolute suppression.

In the end, Ah Xing deliberately sold a flaw, attracting the other party close, he scanned the Gorou gossip stick, and naturally knew the other party's playing style, and in an instant, the flaw became a trap, causing the other party to fall into the trap, and then he won.

"Admire!" the pastry chef couldn't help but sigh.

There is no first, there is no second, and between the warriors, it is to speak with strength. They had to admire seeing that Ah Xing was so young, but he could defeat them.

On the other side, the fight between Fat Satoshi and Coolie Qiang also divided the winners and losers.

Although the coolie is strong, he can't help Fat Satoshi, but, relying on the flexibility of his body, Fat Satoshi will never be able to catch him, and soon, Fat Satoshi's physical strength will not work, he is tired and out of breath, and he is already unable to fight again.

"Come up together, or you won't be able to leave today. Ah Xing said this sentence again, meaning something.

However, this time, no one dared to underestimate him.

The tailor, pastry chef, and coolie looked at each other and nodded. They knew that if they couldn't defeat Ah Xing today, they wouldn't be able to overcome the hurdle of the Axe Gang.

"Do it!"

The three of them are all masters, and they join forces to attack.

Although I didn't cooperate beforehand, it was also extremely powerful when we joined forces.

The coolie was strong and had twelve Tan legs, almost rolling to the ground, and his legs were twisted towards Ah Xing's feet like scissors. At the same time, the tailor punches like a tiger digging out the heart, and a punch is like a crane pecking out the eyes, which is the famous tiger and crane double form in Hong Boxing. The long stick in the pastry chef's hand shook again and again, like a dragonfly dotting water, irregular, but it blocked Ah Xing's back road.

"Good time!"

Ah Xing yelled, and was also provoked to anger, one person monopolized three people, although he was hit a few times, but he immediately exchanged an iron cloth shirt, but he was not injured much, at the same time, it was almost a punch for a punch, an injury for an injury, and a general fighting style, so that the other party was in a hurry, and some did not expect it.

At the same time, on the upper floor, a middle-aged couple quietly watched the fight below.

"This kid is good, he is young, he can deal with three masters at once, but it's a pity that he took the wrong path and followed the Axe Gang!" the middle-aged woman held half a cigarette butt in her mouth.

"Not necessarily, this kid is hiding clumsy, obviously he has seen through the other party's flaws a few times, but he wants to exchange injuries for injuries, I'm afraid he has other plans!"

"You mean, he wants to let these three guys go?"

The faces of the two did not change, as if the fight below was a play house in their eyes. Instead of being afraid, they are judged.

Soon, the victory and defeat were decided in the field, and a figure flew out upside down, rolled on the ground a few times, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Ah Xing!" the fat boy was so anxious that he roared angrily and was about to rush over to take revenge. was stopped by Ah Xing.

Ah Xing's heart was not only angry, but happy. In his mind, Luo Ye's voice sounded: "Congratulations to the host, defeat the two masters, complete two-thirds of the task, and get a reward of 2,000 points." ”

"It's not as good as others, today's matter, that's the end of it, you can do it yourself!"

Ah Xing pulled Fat Boy Cong and turned around and left. His plan has succeeded, and he has already shown his face in front of the gang's brothers, and he is enough to brag about it for a while. If you rush up and fight hard, you will be a fool.

He can't beat these guys, and Brother Chen will definitely invite more powerful killers to come over. When the time comes, it will naturally cause the action of the two super masters above. At that time, he fished in troubled waters again and took the opportunity to kill Brother Chen.

The oncoming Brother Chen scolded:

"Ah Xing, what are you eating? Aren't you very good at fighting? Why can't you even beat those three guys?"

Ah Xing had expected it, and said with a wry smile: "Brother Chen, you have also seen that the three of them are all martial arts masters, and they are not my opponents at all." But no matter how much I can fight, I can't beat them together. Let's go back first today and think of a way, they can't stay together all the time, and when the time comes, let's break each other!"

Brother Chen naturally saw the thrilling picture just now, and couldn't help frowning, now, Ah Xing is injured, who else can withstand it? Rely on his little brother? At this time, those dozens of little brothers are still lying on the ground pretending to be dead.

"Rubbish!" Brother Chen scolded, and he didn't know whether he was scolding the little brother on the ground or Ah Xing.